All it takes is one mistake to be marked. One bite, she crosses a line…into forever
Diana Hambre’s body is blazing. For days this leopardess shifter has spun through a body-searing heat cycle. Alone. Her senses reel when Shawn Barclay, her boss, walks into her reserved room at the Downtown Den, a stud club for shifters. He gives Diana a choice: spend the evening with him, give into his every desire, and she’ll find out what it means to quench her heat-crazed thirst—or try her luck with a stranger, one of the club bangers.
Shawn hates when his back is against the wall. One sip of Diana’s pheromone-laced scent is enough to force his alpha hand. The tables have turned and it’s Diana’s back he wants up against a wall, or any other surface for that matter.
As the moon rises toward midnight, Shawn and Diana come to understand the difference between sex and bonding. For a night, neither of them resist their primal instincts, blindly giving into carnal desire. Her wild nature fights being subdued and she risks spontaneously shifting without warning.
Now, bearing Shawn’s bite marks, she can’t simply walk away from him; not when he has the means to teach her to harness her leopardess nature. Shawn accepts the challenge of training Diana to control her untamed cravings. Employing every method available in and out of the bedroom, he discovers he’s on the verge of ensnaring himself in the process.
Excerpt – Chapter 1:
The immense grounds of the Downtown Den lay just beyond the trees. A private club for shifters located in the hip LoDo section of Denver just east of the river. The Den catered to all sorts of shifter appetites. From gourmet meals, a jazz club, and then upstairs to the individual rooms reserved for more private, sensual affairs.
Diana arrived at the Den shortly before nine for her appointment. Rolling up to the front of the guard tower, she was surprised at the change since her last visit. During the day, when she’d met with an intake counselor, she’d been ushered into the club by a side entrance and had seen virtually no one other than a few staff moving about the interior, tidying and getting ready for the evening events. The private club was gaining popularity due to its ability to cater to the exclusive, decadent proclivities of members and a few select guests as well as provide services for first timers in need of heat cycle sex. The Den maintained a highly-regarded reputation of anonymity for clients, assisted by a guardhouse stationed on the perimeter, admitting private members and permitted guests on the nightly admit list. The counselor assured Diana that tonight her name would appear on that list.
Two guards with holstered weapons stepped up to the driver’s window. “Your name?” the one with a buzz cut asked, briefly flashing a pair of amber irises in her direction.
“Diana Hambre.” She’d opted to use her own name. Either she trusted the Den completely to keep her safe or not.
Hell, she’d better be able to trust the Den, considering she was about to let an alpha male sexually service her out-of-control needs for the evening. The thought sent a shiver rocketing up her spine. A few more hours, and this yearning to grind her hips against something hard would lessen. She prayed it would, twisting the hem of her dress between her fingers.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, so low and quiet that she stopped moving. And then he spanked her again.
“Hush. Only counting is allowed.”
“Then don’t ask me a question.”
Jesus, he landed a heavy-handed smack, proving he was allowed to ask anything he desired. Her mouth sounded out the words, but she lost count of the actual bite of each smack. Unable to keep up with the ache of wanting him, each time he spanked her bottom and followed up with a caress, she pushed back into his hand, wanting him to do more than smack her ass.
She teased and nipped at his sweet spot, underneath his head, licking and sucking, and pushed past his dominance.
About this author
“I love to laugh. More than anything in the world, humor is food for the spirit.”
Susan Arden is a third generation Floridian. Previously, a teacher in the field of special education and biology, now Susan pursues her dream of writing fiction with several releases this year. Crafting sweet and spicy tales, she writes hot love stories across romance genres including contemporary erotic, Western, and fantasy/paranormal. Susan also writes under the name of Susan D. Taylor.
Susan currently lives in TN along with husband, two cattle dogs, two crazy cats, a gecko and a corn snake. A mother, RYT200 Yoga Alliance (registered yoga teacher), and avid gardener.
Collared for a night By Susan Arden
Reviewed By Rachel
If you like Paranormal Romances and you like Erotica, this is a book is a must read for you!
And the cover was a real pull for me!
Diana is a widowed-untrained-alpha-shifter-leopardess on heat! I know, get your head around that! She takes herself to the “den” to find her release form the aching of being on heat with no mate, unbeknown to Diana her boss Shawn is the owner of the club.
Shawn is an alpha leopard shifter-business man-hottie-dominant and a badass. When Diana arrives at his club he takes on the role of getting her though her heat.
The attraction and chemistry was instant and highly charged right from the beginning between the two shifters, their scents driving each other wild.
After alot of sex and bonding Shawn could not hold back and he marked Diana….Once marked by an alpha you cannot just walk away… and within that the story unfolds for you guys to read 😉
The plot is well put together with interesting characters and some intense sex scenes, but for me the book moved a little too fast, however I would recommend a read.
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